Thursday, October 29, 2015

Artomatic 2015: My Novel Is Seeking Representation

The "Artist Statement" is true: I have a novel in search of an agent. It spans the genres of fantasy and literary fiction to explore the realms of magic and skepticism, sex and other intoxicants, ancient powers and corporate propaganda. (My fangirl crushes include Ursula LeGuin, Tim Powers, Margaret Atwood, and David Foster Wallace.) A tiny sliver of the story may be found here: dorothyhickson.com. Agents, publishers, and rich patrons of the arts are invited to email me at trepan8 @ yahoo.com for a synopsis, sample chapters, SASE, and/or the whole manuscript.

You can also follow me on Twitter and Instagram @dorothyjhickson (note the middle initial J).

My space at Artomatic is 6-016, in a tiny corner room on the fourth floor -- right behind Eye of Ra's nude photos.

Tuesday, October 27, 2015

Opening, meeting, closing (Chance of snacking)

Artomatic opens this Friday (10/30) in New Carrollton, Maryland. "Meet the Artists" night is Saturday, Nov. 14th and the closing night party is December 12th. The building is closed Mondays and Tuesdays, as is only proper.

Monday, October 19, 2015

BxiieVision at SculptureFest

This weekend's guest art handlers also brought news from the North:

Another dead insect

At the Artomatic installation space, the insects appear to have been subsisting on a diet of International Klein Blue.

Thursday, October 15, 2015

Rust Is Heavy

Heading out the door...

Tuesday, October 13, 2015

Artomatic in Maryland: Oct. 30 - Dec. 12, 2015

Trigger Warning: Large insect with far too many legs

If you go to the Maryland end of the Orange Line (New Carrollton), slither between the parking garages, cross the street and walk up the hill past a sort of marshy little wild tangle, then the 2015 Artomatic building will be on your left. It is on Corporate Drive, boy is it ever, so corporate it looks!

It also has a parking lot. It does not, as far as I know, have giant centipedes.

(I was actually trying to rescue this poor mangled metaphor but ended up killing it. It may already have been injured by the time I saw it -- in my sink as I was washing dishes -- but its condition declined precipitously once it met me.)

My art space is 6-016, in a little corner room on the top floor. Opening night is October 30th (more photos here at some point!)